Chapter 10

Ford

I'm not the kind of man who rushes through anything in his life. Every single time I've done that, it's come back to bite me in the ass. I was looking for a quick good time with Felicity's mom, and I got her. I've looked to make a quick buck more times than I care to count, and that's when I've been arrested. Even now, I try not to rush through decisions, although sometimes I have to. Which is why I'm working on a car, I shouldn't be, but I have to do what I have to do.

What I won't do is hurry this encounter with Ashley. I never know when I'm going to get this opportunity again. Our eyes meet, and although she's just gotten hers, I haven't gotten mine. Red lips are opened as she tries to catch her breath. "Do you think you can come for me again?" I run my thumb along her chin, tilting her head down slightly so our eyes stay together.

She nods, swallowing so loudly I can hear her. "With you, I think anything is possible."

"Good girl." I grin, before dipping my head down, and putting my mouth against the hollow of her neck. Once there, I take my time moving down her body, dragging my tongue along her skin, tasting the saltiness of her sweat and a flavor that belongs to only her. Once I hit her tight nipple, I slip it into my mouth and work my tongue against the peak before sucking and worrying it between my teeth. Her fingers go into my hair, yanking me tighter to her.

"Ford, don't stop, please."

There's no way I will be. Nothing that will make me remove myself from where I am right now; settled between her thighs. With a loud pop, I let it go, and pull away.

"No fuckin' way." Hands bracketing her waist, I pull myself up, even with her mouth. Dropping my voice low, I give her a grin. "Do I get to do whatever I want to?"

Her eyes brighten and she gives me a satisfied grin. "I'd love to see what it is you want to do to me. I give myself over to you. I won't even call you Chevy for a couple of days."

A snort works its way out of my chest. "Don't write checks your ass can't cash, Ash."

"Oh, they'll cash. I promise you that."

I chuckle, before taking her lips with mine, running my tongue along with the roof her mouth, collecting her taste. When I pull back, I wink, and press against her. "Put your back to my front, Ash. There are a lot of things I wanna do to you, but this right here? It's the one at the forefront of my mind."

She has questions in her eyes, but she does as I ask. Her trust is more than I could've imagined. "You'll give me a good time?"

"Always. You're going to think about me, even when we may not know each other anymore." I hate that I said those words, because I always want to know her, but I'm also realistic. Relationships like these don't tend to last, because reality comes crashing down, and both people realize it was a time of their lives when they needed something they weren't getting from other portions of their life.

Hooking her head around so that we're looking into each other's eyes again, she licks her lips. "Don't say that. We're always going to know each other."

I don't argue with her, because now isn't the time. "Right now, I'd love to know this body more intimately than I do at this moment." Sliding one arm under her neck, I let the other one drape over her thigh. Dragging my hand up her body, I stop at her core, pulling her leg back slightly to give me room to work.

She moans deep in her throat as I sneak a finger against her clit, rubbing slowly, working her back up now that she's come down. With my other hand, I palm her breast, and take her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, worrying the nub. Ashley tilts her head back against me, and I take a moment to watch her. With eyes closed and her teeth clamped on her bottom lip, she's given herself over to me in a way I can only dream of. Her smaller hand reaches behind her, grasping my dick. I suck a breath into my lungs and lean my forehead against the back of her head, closing my eyes, and giving myself permission to do everything I want.

Slowly sinking my fingers into her, I work against the abused flesh from our earlier session. "Stop messing around and fuck me the way you want." Ashley's voice, deepened by passion, throws down this gauntlet.

"Yes, ma'am."

Reaching down, I pull her leg back and sink into her pussy, groaning when I get all the way inside. Holding her around the waist I keep her steady as I push in and pull out, losing myself in the feel of her body tightening against mine. I let go of her breast and take my arm from under her neck, fisting her hair in my hand. Ashley's turns slightly over so that she's on her knees. I do the same, pulling back on her hips to tilt her pussy toward me, and ride her hard, taking everything I want. She's moaning, her arms stretched out above her head, gripping the headboard. With every push and pull there's sounds coming from her throat.

"Not so loud," I warn. "Don't wake Felicity up."

With a nod, she buries her head into the pillow, pressing her ass against me. With her hips tilted just right, I thrust at a rhythm that I know will let me come. Dropping my body slightly onto hers, I press my forehead into her back, biting into her flesh as my balls draw up tight and I come forcefully. Better than I have in a long time.

Sweat is pouring off my body, and Ashley has a hand in between her thighs. When I realize what she's doing, I take over, the few thrusts with my fingers it takes to get her to give it to me again. We're breathing heavily, trying to let our hearts calm down.

"Jesus Christ." I put a hand against my chest, the thumping of my heart almost loud enough to be heard.

"I think you killed me, Ford." She laughs slightly.

"Pretty sure I killed myself." I rub at the stinging in my eyes.

We're quiet, but it's not awkward like I'm used to. This is one of those silences where you're equally satisfied, and you're too tired to say anything else. I'm about to roll over and take her in my arms when I hear it.

"Daddy???"

"Be right there, Felicity."

Without a thought, I jump up and put on a pair of sweatpants. Looking over at Ashley, I give her a helpless shrug. This is a reminder that my life is never going to be just mine again. The only question is, can she handle it? I fucking hope so.